. Birds of the Rockies . Chiselling grubs out of the bark 212 BIRDS OF THE ROCKIES snare-drumming which always sets the poet to dreamingof sylvan solitudes. What was the bird? The red-naped sapsucker, a beautifully habited Chesterfield inplumes. He presently ambled up the steep mountainside, and buried himself in the pine forest, and I sawhim no more, and none of his kith. When I climbed up over a tangle of rocks to a woodsyravine far above the lake, it seemed at first as if therewere no birds in the place, that it was given up entirelyto solitude; but the winged creatures were only shyand cau
. Birds of the Rockies . Chiselling grubs out of the bark 212 BIRDS OF THE ROCKIES snare-drumming which always sets the poet to dreamingof sylvan solitudes. What was the bird? The red-naped sapsucker, a beautifully habited Chesterfield inplumes. He presently ambled up the steep mountainside, and buried himself in the pine forest, and I sawhim no more, and none of his kith. When I climbed up over a tangle of rocks to a woodsyravine far above the lake, it seemed at first as if therewere no birds in the place, that it was given up entirelyto solitude; but the winged creatures were only shyand cautious for the nonce, waiting to learn somethingabout the errand and disposition of their uninvited, or,rather, self-invited, guest, before they ventured to givehim a greeting. Presently they discovered that he wasnot a collector, hunter, nest-robber, or ogre of any otherkind, and there was the swish of wings around me, anda medley of chirps and songs filled the sequestered up here the gray-headed juncos were tr
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